Saturday, September 28, 2013

Short narrative for my friend (unfinished, as always)



It was all a matter of having a dazzling smile to accompany a clever witticism when amongst the powerful. There was no other way the old man’s nephew could’ve made it that far into corporate. But that was the name of the game. There is no chance for dignity to remain intact so long as there is a promotion being hinted at. However in this company there is much more happening in the sub layers of the hierarchical infrastructure. Bonds were constantly being made; completing a new plot to leech off the system in order to grow stronger and one day challenge the current overseers.

One such group consisted of two young men, with two years of work experience under their belts. Both brilliant and ambitious, their serpent tongues weaved together a plan that had the potential to ruin the jobs of half the company but in the end turn profit in billions. None of them took a second to consider the morality of the scheme for in their eyes the ends would justify the means. They knew what must be done to become the top predator in this corporate jungle. And so they placed a single phone call.

It was answered by a woman, a soothing voice of a being at peace resonated from her lips as she made a guarantee to change these two individual’s lives forever. With the first step taken, the two men hung up and waited for the results to come. She would keep her promises. Then she would die. On the other side of the line the woman disrobed herself and sunk gracefully into a hot bath, allowing the heat to cling to her flawless ivory skin as she slowly let out a sigh of relief. She hadn’t had a customer in months and this break in the hiatus was welcome. She would once again prowl the underbelly of the chained beast of the corporate world and mold it to her customer’s wishes. She was the cog in the men’s plans, stained red and ready to be repainted.

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